Charlie on the MBTA reports that Tom Menino wants legislation to make the MBTA change the name of Copley station to Copley/BPL station.
Dave Copeland runs into her at the Copley T stop.
Juliet reports on a trio of toughlings harrassing women entering the Copley T stop with a yellow squash this afternoon:
...to all the women who walked by, they'd say, "hey! you wanna touch my squash!?" as they held them pointed out at crouch level. then they'd howl with laughter. when i was showing my t-pass to the station manager, one of them hurled his squash down the stairs where it splattered on the floor. ...
Michael Burstein offers photographic proof that it's really easy to get confused by signs on the T.
The US Court of Appeals in Boston has ruled the MBTA can build elevators for the disabled on both sides of the Copley T stop.
In a decision released last week, the court told the Neighborhood Association of the Back Bay and the Boston Preservation Alliance that the elevators would not "threaten or destroy" the historic character of the BPL and would not constitute a "constructive" taking of the historic nature of Old South Church, so basically, back off, bubs (however, said bubs could appeal to the Supreme Court).
The old Hancock Building doesn't tell the temperature, but apparently another Copley Square building does.
Mike takes his camera for a spin around the square.
Mike Mennonno describes the sociology of the Bates Hall reading room at the BPL main branch:
... I've been coming here periodically to read, write, and study for years, of course. For nearly fifteen years, in factĂ˘â‚¬â€ťever since I first came to Boston in the early nineties. And I'm telling you, it's the same borderline personalities in here now that were in here when I started. Myself included. It's like home. I call it "My Ancestral Home," in fact. These are my peeps.
Mike Mennonno spends some time gazing upon the statutes of Art and Science outside the McKim side of the BPL (you know, the two seated bronze women) and concludes that the statue of Art is clearly jealous of Science, in part because she's staring at Science's ball, while Science could give a flying fig about what Art is up to:
Mr. Cynic, a.k.a. John Keith, explains why the square just doesn't quite click - and it's not just because of all the skater doods.
Karl posts photos and offers commentary on the photos, including this question about the new Old South Church on Boylston Street:
Wouldn't it be great if they moved it north and called it the New Old South North Church?
Mabfan reports that the hawkers are getting really pathetic, like today's lone woman handing out free copies of the Globe wrapped in a Starbucks insulating sleeve (because the Globe news is hot, natch):
... If Starbucks really wanted to brighten up my cold morning, they wouldn't send a lonely woman out to the corner to pass out newspapers and the promise of free coffee. They would send out a cart at every corner, and give away free cups of coffee directly. ...
Michael notes that the corner of Boylston and Dartmouth has become popular among companies wishing to hawk stuff. He wishes it known that he does not want to be offered free Diet Coke at 7 a.m. or accosted by a guy with a giant nose, especially not one handing out fact sheets reading:
The average adult produces one quart of mucus in their sinuses daily.